The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1887-09-26
THE CHURCH In THE PARK.
PxCrUREsOUE HUMANITY THAT At
TENDS SERVICES At THE CITY HALL.

Vie New Preacher aud the 0spsius-
Anarchist saa Militant Christisn- = TIE
Hovereut veteranaud tho Bonedtotisn.
There was now preacher at tho peoples
church in City Hall Park yesterday. In plnco
OF the old man with fowieg gray beard and
silk hat, stalwart man, clad In decent black.
with soft felt hat clutched first In ono hand
and then In another. according to the exigen-
clos OF gesture. stood on the steps OF the City
Hall and talked to whoever came to listen. He
was farmer In Sunday clothes. except Tor the
deep. resonant voice that penetrated into the
dark, crypt-like interior Of tho building Mt his
back and camo out again In strange.
throbbing echo. n running accompaniment
that strengthened his words. instead OF
confusing them. A half dozen street gsmins.
dirty. ragged, and saucy were grouped pictur-
esauely on the marble steps at his feet, fur
lively matching pennies when there was moth
ing else to interest them. Near them IN old
man in parti-colored clothing. with queer
cap. gray hair and noustache. and tho general
appearance OF tho German veteran soldier,
sauatted on the cold stones. gazing at the
speaker steadily. Littlo girls H. bright dresses
las whsneVer they
near the preacher. In front vas a the same ho
IS BE- q an
ing place to others; thousands in all, but never
over hundred or two at time. ..,. ,,,.
SSnv ssss Tho paases. instead
bis posSh made Il inc
the emphasis like q sounding board ana carry
the words seemingly ont oyer f,s the snn 1arGs9
Kills passion-snd desiroys-evil desires. Sal
vation-brinGs peace.and quiet. A.,
0a on he sssne q M VII rom
approval In his stern face. Near him q low
browod. dark, black bearded but intelligent
Salvation" said tho preacher. kills strife."
"Rot!n muttered the w-browed man.
r hso a Son Ike H. %hy don @
"its nonsense; there is NO, such thing. It's
2 pack OF foolishness!" exclaimed the low
You're an inildel" said tho workingman.
'?nfG % sSsislst Your religion is nonsense"
Yoa reg Anarchist Go to Chicago; you're
You don't know what you're talking about"
You've got no business hero; 60 to Ger
The crowd about murmurod sympathotically
You're hideboap9d ), you won't know the
f%t 90 M to Po lam IoJ ish Poandv'
DO" g. DO ID hf SSlE s any reason in you
be.Asn "a a e. tS hsaven rath0r than your
4 dilepidated, broken;,nosed wreck. distrib;;
Hting cards dsmay sidled and
cat-rate Tickets to St. Louis Then he gave the
se Ginger Ma Cooling sling and refreshina
the sleeve oi his ragged coat and sided on un-
Ali the time the. voice of the preacher was
over everything. young man with the grimy
the ragged urchins, and with head on hand
listened intently. except when he turned TO
at s
IRON an aftSrnooSn on stopped whispered curl
The preachers deep sunk eyes flashed and
into and out Of the gloomy sounding board
%hatMcan Robert q, Ingersoll-say-with
nll-his brains-and his sclence77what can he
.nyI He Dc not
yhat-comes after. Where-does he-lead your
70 the {aws-of death !! And there-he leaves
goes on-he follows you--through,, dark
ss aistfs nv aSs SSsrs
your Insersollsm.-then ?"
When he was done. 9 lean, gaant negro negro
you have given: we thank God for the bright
sss as ss Hs fHG
The old German veteran rose awkwardly,
e In band Han stood With r 5asa
curiously at him. laughed a little, glanced
sheepishly at ono another. and then. wriggling
while the negro repe,ated.I the b BEN
bustlo OF chattering. laughing, and moving
away The gamins rushed away with queer
still 10 himself; the workingman strobe home
haughtily; the servant girls hurried on. Said
one OF them:
Say. Bridget"
"WhatW
Shall we go to confession this week."
don know; maybe we'd better"
The grimy-faced fireman walked away un-
needing, buried in thought. The gray veteran
climbed the steps and cap still in hand. shame
facedly wrung the preachers hand. The ad.
trace Of the preachers influence. He shambled
about giving the mink and white tickets to who
would take, until suddenly seeing that tho
crowd was gone and he left alone Offering st.
his broken nose @ fresh wipo with his coat
sleeve and hurried away.